Heaven (My Vision of a Utopia)
The smell of a fresh waterfall; Snap, Croak, Stream, Silence, Snap of a twig, Croak of a bird, The humming stream of a lake, Sound and silence, sounds of nature. Rough touch of wood on tall trees, roses, daisies and tulips, are flowers blooming around.
Rushing through the woods, with a breeze, touching and cooling the skin; Snap, Croak, Stream, Silence, Snap of a twig, Croak of a bird, The humming stream of a lake.
Silence once you stop running, the warm sunlight caressing the skin, the small of nature being breathed in: Dry wood scent, Leaves from trees, Lilies, Lavender, Leopard Orchids blooms around.
Crunch, munch, nibble, endless fresh food and clear water, this really is heaven, peace and harmony among civilisation, what to call this realisation, I know, I know Euphoria is it not? In this Utopia.
By Tarana xoxox
Silence once you stop running, the warm sunlight caressing the skin, the small of nature being breathed in: Dry wood scent, Leaves from trees, Lilies, Lavender, Leopard Orchids blooms around.
Crunch, munch, nibble, endless fresh food and clear water, this really is heaven, peace and harmony among civilisation, what to call this realisation, I know, I know Euphoria is it not? In this Utopia.
By Tarana xoxox
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